
About This Novel
Later, I looked up again and maybe you were gone, but I couldn't help crying. I don't know what it feels like. Maybe I'm crying for the thorns on the road, or for you who have been with me, or for the lost youth... --Us that year This book is also called "The Purest Year"
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